Chapter 5
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing.
Lawyer: Good girl! You're learning to say it without me telling you! I'm so proud.
Hee-chan: -_-'
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Heero ran in the room, closing the door and locking it. Duo took a seat on the couch, Heero in his desk chair. Just then, Daniel's face appeared on his laptop.
"To the park?" he asked again as if they hadn't been interrupted. He and Heero had always been interrupted in the past. They had gotten used to it.
"No." Heero replied. "I'm staying home tonight."
"Oh, ok. Hey, you know there is a compition tomorrow, right? You know you'd win first place, AGAIN!" Daniel smiled. "You coming?"
Heero was about to say "probably" when he remembered Lady Une wanting to talk to him.
"Hold on, let me check." he said and closed the window. Looking over at Duo, he beckoned for him to come. Duo jumped up and ran over to the laptop. "Call Lady Une. Ask her if I'm busy tomorrow." Duo tapped a few buttons on the laptop and Lady Une's face popped up.
"Hey!" he said, over excitedly. "I haven't seen you in forever! How have you been?" he joked.
"Funny." Lady Une replied. "You can put him on. It's clear." Duo moved away as Heero took his place. "You rang?" she joked.
"Am I busy tomorrow?" he asked. The smile disappeared from her face.
"Yes. I'm afraid you are busy. I'm sorry. I know about the compition tomorrow." she said sadly.
"No sweat....if it's clear, I'm gunna come see what you wanted to talk about." he replied.
"Yeah, its clear." she said and the screen went blank. Heero quickly popped Daniel back up.
"No can do. I'm busy tomorrow." he said.
"Damn! That would have been awesome to see you take home a trophie!" he replied.
"Yeah. Wicked." Heero said, sounding bored. "Talk to you later."
"Bye!" and the screen again went blank. Heero closed the laptop and turned to Duo.
"Stay here." he said and headed for the door. He heard Duo shift around and turned to look. He had slouched down in the couch, his arms crossed with a pouty look on his face. Heero rolled his eyes and turned back to the door. He opened the door a crack and knocked to receive a "Come in" in response. He walked in and closed the door behind him, making sure it was all the way closed. His office was sound proof. You couldn't hear anything that was happening in Lady Une's office if you were in there with the door closed, and vice versa.
Lady Une was sitting at her desk, reading something on her laptop. She looked up at Heero as he walked in. He automatically walked over to the door and locked it. He could feel her watching him as he took a seat in front of the desk and looked at her. She watched him for a moment, then took a deep sigh.
"Heero...I've got another mission for you." she started. Heero nodded. She spun around her laptop for him to see. On it, there was a picture of a man. He was an older man, but not too old. He had a rugged face and mustache with little grey hairs poking out. His hair was slicked down with way too much gel and his bright blue eyes stood out against his tan skin.
"This is Roger Woefeild. Age 45. He was a commander in OZ for a while and branched off before the war ended. OZ lost a lot of mobile suits because of him. Not because he wrecked them, but because he stole them. He has a secret base somewhere on Mars and is planning to strike all too soon. This isn't like a mission you have done before. He has heard about you. You have a new nickname, by the way. They call you The Destroyer now, seeing as how you always destroy their plans. Woefeild has heard about you and is expecting you. He's got his defensive up. You will have to be extra careful. I want to hear from you every chance you get. No exceptions! And when........if........if you get hurt, I want you to tell me immediately."
Heero nodded. This was serious.
"Woefeild is located on Mars at the moment. All the info you need is on your laptop at home. Listen Heero. He knows your coming. He's expecting you. He wants you to come. You have to be careful. Very careful. If he has his way, you won't leave the mission alive. I don't want to see you dead, Heero. Promise me you'll take extra precaution."
"I promise." he replied. "Why don't you just say it?" he asked. Lady Une looked at him apprehensively.
"Say what?" she asked, as though she feared what he was going to say.
"I will probably die on this mission. I can hear it in your voice. To kill him, I must die in the process." he replied, not taking his eyes off her. Lady Une's gaze fell to the desk.
"Don't die, Heero." she whispered. Heero took a deep breath and stood.
"Mission Accepted." he voiced before turning and walking out the door. Lady Une didn't look at him.
He walked into his office and straight across to the other door, ignoring Duo's complaints on how he never gets to know anything. He walked straight through the door and down the hall, hearing Duo jump up after him. Racing down the steps, he tore out the door and through the tall grass. Duo followed him into the garage as he got into his car and started it. Duo hopped in the front seat without a word and Heero pulled off. He hadn't even got into a good thought when Duo started to speak.
"What was that all about?" he asked. "You got a mission to go on? Tell me. I'll come. I can help."
"There's no mission." Heero lied.
"Then what was it?" Duo pressed.
"Personal." was all he said as the car stopped. Duo looked around. They were at his house. Already! Duo wondered to himself how fast they had been going to get home this fast.
"Hey, wanna stay for dinner?" he asked, in hopes of getting something else out of the Perfect Soldier.
"That's alright. I'm busy tonight. Thanks anyway." he said, not looking at him.
"Fine." he said in defeat and opened the car door. "Oh yeah!" he closed it again. "You never did tell me how you got the money for this Viper!" Duo thought he saw a hint of a smile on Heero's lips. He put the car in park and turned to Duo. *He knew everything else. He might as well know this too. Beside, this might be the last time I see him.*
"Think about it, Duo." he started. "Everyone who has had some brilliant plan to start another war has had to have money, right?" Duo looked confused. "What I do is take their money. When I destroy all their mobile dolls and suits, I take their money as well. Then they have no money to start over. Most of them have spent their whole lives saving that money. There is no way they can start saving all over and have enough life in them to try their whole war plan again. I totally ruin their plans by taking their money as well.
"I was most willing to donate the money to the Preventers, but Lady Une told me to keep any money I get. I didn't wanna leave all that money lying around in a bank or something. So I started buying real expensive stuff, like the house, the car. But I started to run out of things to spend money on."
"You could have gave it to me! God knows I could use some money!" Duo interupted. Heero smiled to himself. *Duo's gunna love this.*
"Well, ya see. That's what I thought too." he said. The car was silent for a moment.
"Say what?"
"Duo, right now in the bank is 100 Billion dollars in your name." Heero said, turning to look at his best friend. Duo's mouth dropped. "Now how about you go get Hilde a nice wedding ring? Not the crappy one you bought her last week." Duo's mouth moved but no words came out. He was totally speechless. Heero, again, looked straight ahead.
"Trowa has about 50 Billion in his name and Wufie has about 70 Billion in his name. Quatra already has money, so I didn't bother getting him any more. He's got something else in his name I think he'll like, though. And Relena's got something she'll like in her name too. At least, I hope she'll like it. You have the most money because you esharing it with Hilde. Oh, and here." Heero popped open the glove compartment and took out a key, giving it to Duo. "This is for Hilde. Tell her it's not the house, its what's inside. Trust me, you don't want the house. You can have it if you wanna use if for storage or something. But thats about all its good for. And do me a favor. Tomorrow, tell everyone what I just told you. Not all of it. Just tell them to look in the vault under their name. A little gift from me." he finished. Heero turned back and looked at Duo. The braided man looked like he was about to cry. And with good reason.
*I know how he's been living. Barely scrapping by. He's too damn proud to ask anyone for help. He doesn't realize I've helped him out a bit. Found a little extra money in his bank account. Found all his bills paid. But I won't tell him all that. He doesn't need to know.*
"So what are you doing? Get out." Heero said. He couldn't stand looking in Duo's eyes anymore. After a pause, Duo leapt over the seat and threw his arms around his best friend. Heero subconsciously stiffened.
"Thank you so much, man! You really don't know how much this helps me...and means to me." He said, pulling away. He got out of the car with a huge smile on his face and ran around to Heero's side. Heero opened the window for him to speak.
"Heero, you gotta come to dinner tomorrow! Please!" he pleaded. Heero thought a moment, and then nodded. He couldn't say no, even if he wasn't going to be here anymore. "Thanks man!" He cried. "I'll see you tomorrow!" And with that, he skipped off into the house, calling Hilde's name.
Heero smiled a soft, sad smile as he pulled off. He was gunna miss Duo. Even if he was one crazy bastard. As Heero arrived home, he pulled his car into the garage and locked it. Unlocking the door with his keys, he entered the house and threw them on the coffee table. Looking around, he walked into the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator, he took out a beer and popped the cap. Taking a sip, he walked back into the living room. He took a deep breath and sat at his laptop, placing his beside on the table. Hitting a few buttons, he brought up Roger Woefield. He studied the information, learning the location of Woefield's base and a blue print of it. He studied the blue print until his eyes began to play tricks on him and continued until he had the whole place down by heart.
He sighed as he decided he needed a break. Standing up, he grabbed his beer and walked outside. Sitting on the full porch was a skate board. Heero picked it up and turned to the huge half pike he had built himself. Before climbing it, he turned to his stereo and hit play, setting his beer on top. Then he made his way to the pike. As he started climbing to the top, Limp Bizkit came on the stereo. He looked around and could see the top of his two story estate and almost see clear over it. He looked down as "Break Stuff" began playing.
Its just one of those days when you don't wanna wake up. Everything is fucked. Everybody sux. You don't really know why but want justify rippin' someone's head off. No human contact and if you interact your life is on contract. Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker. It's just one of those days!!
He tipped off the pike, skating across to the otherside and coming back. He needed to build up speed if he was gunna have any fun at all. He shifted, bringing his board around to the other direction and crouched as he prepared to go in the air.
Its all about the he says she says bullshit. I think you better quit lettin' shit slip Or you'll be leavin with a fat lip. Its all about the he says she says bullshit. I think you better quit talkin that shit.
As he felt himself lift into the air, he twisted, doing a 360 ollie- to-backside boardslide. Sliding back down the ramp and then again back up, he threw himself into the air to perform a frontslide stale fish 540. He landed back on the pike and began sliding back up as the music rang in his ears.
Its just one of those days feelin' like a freight train. First one to complain leaves with a blood stain. Damn right I'm a maniac. You better watch your back cuz I'm fuckin' up your program. And if your stuck up you just lucked up. Next in line to get fucked up. Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker. Its just one of those days!!
The wind rushed in his hair as he performed a healflip varial lien, landing gracefully back on the pike. He loved it.
Its all about the he says she says bullshit. I think you better quit lettin' shit slip Or you'll be leavin with a fat lip. Its all about the he says she says bullshit. I think you better quit talkin that shit. (Punk, so come and get it)
As he spun back into the air, doing a 540 board varial, something caught his eye, but vanished as the pike replaced it in his eyesight. He dismissed it when he saw nothing, riding into the air to perform a cab-to- tail.
I feel like shit. My suggestion is to keep your distance Cuz right now im dangerous. We've all felt like shit and been treated like shit. All those motherfuckers that want to step up I hope you know I pack a chain saw. Ill skin your ass raw. And if my day keeps goin' this way I just might break somethin' tonight... I pack a chain saw. I'll skin your ass raw. And if my day keeps goin' this way I just might break somethin' tonight... I pack a chain saw. I'll skin your ass raw. And if my day keeps goin' this way I just might Break your fuckin' face tonight!!
He glided down the pike, letting the wind rush through his air and pick his jacket up off his back to fly in the other direction. He grabbed his board, performing a backslide heelflip varial.
give me somethin' to break. give me somethin' to break. just give me somethin' to break. How bout your fuckin' face. I hope you know I pack a chain saw, what!! a chain saw, what!! a motherfuckin chain saw, what!! so come and get it
As he lifted off the pike into the air, he shifted his body, turning a complete two and a half times in the air. As he landed, he smiled to himself. *Gotta love that 900.* Then, he saw it again. Standing beside his house, leaning against it, was Duo, watching him in amazement. Heero flew in the air and spun twice, taking the board out from under him to land on the platform. He gazed down at Duo who looked back up, shocked. Heero jumped off the platform and landed nicely on the ground. He walked over, not to Duo, but to the stereo.
Its all about the he says she says bullshit. I think you better quit lettin' shit slip Or you'll be leavin with a fat lip. Its all about the he says she says bullshit. I think you better quit talkin that shit. (Punk, so come and get it)
Heero turned off the stereo as the song ended and turned to Duo. Duo's mouth was open but he said nothing. He just looked at Heero as though seeing him in a different light.
"What do you want?" Heero said, holding his board at his side.
"That was awesome! How did you learn to do that?" he asked, amazed.
"I taught myself. What do you want?" he repeated, a bit agitated.
"Oh yeah! I just came back to get my car. I left it here, remember?" Heero sighed as he remembered the green mustang sitting outside. He grabbed his beer and headed inside, throwing an "Ok, Bye." over his shoulder.
"Wait!" Duo called and ran in the house after him. Heero rolled his eyes and took a sip of his beer, placing his board beside the door. "Those were all Tony Hawk moves, weren't they? That was the 900, wasn't it! Dude!" he said.
"Yes, that was the 900. Goodbye Duo." he said, making his way down that hall toward his office. Duo followed. Heero took his seat infont of his laptop and watched as Duo walked in the room.
"That was what Daniel was talking about, wasn't it?" he asked. Heero nodded and started typing on his laptop. "No wonder he said you would win that compitition tomorrow! Why can't you go?" Heero paused.
"Lady Une doesn't want me too." he said after a second.
"Oh. The whole 'pretending to be dead' thing?" he asked, understanding. Heero took an inward sigh of relief.
"Yeah." he said and continued typing. Actually, Lady Une would have loved for him to go the compitition if he didn't have this mission. She always said he needed to get out more. She would have encouraged him to go.
"So we're still on for tomorrow night, right? I mean, you're still coming, right?" Duo asked. Heero felt a pang of guilt at not being able to go.
"Yeah, I'll be there" he lied.
"Great! I'll see you tomorrow, bud!" Duo cheered and left the room. Heero stopped typing and sat there for a minute. He listened as Duo made his way through the house and out the door. After a second, he heard Duo start his mustang and pull away. He sat back in his chair with a deep sigh.
*I hate lying to him, but what am I supposed to say. I would love to go to his house for dinner. I know Hilde is an excellent cook. Her brownies are wicked awesome. Lady Une let me have one. And I would love to catch up with Duo. Even though I might be the one catching him up. I know more about all the others than he does. Damn mission. I'll probably never see any of them again. I will not die on this mission!* he thought as he got up and made his way upstairs to his room.
He couldn't fall asleep though. His thoughts about all that had happened that day were keeping him awake. *I will not die on this mission* was his last thought as he finally drifted off to sleep.
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Ok, so thats the end of this chapter....whacha think? The song is not mine.....thank you Limp Bizkit for writing the song I used. I think it fit nicely!
And the moves Heero did were all Tony Hawks. He is so wicked awesome! If I said a move and you don't know what it looks like, you can go to www.tonyhawk.com and click on Trick History. Here are the names and the years again.
900 - 1999 360 ollie-to-backside boardslid - 2000 frontside stale fish 540 - 2000 healflip varial lien - 1992 540 board varial - 1994 cab-to-tail - 1994 backside heelflip varial - 1993
Ok... so theres the moves and years they were invented by the great Tony Hawk! The Bird-man! *sighs* any-who-key. The next chapter is coming!
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing.
Lawyer: Good girl! You're learning to say it without me telling you! I'm so proud.
Hee-chan: -_-'
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Heero ran in the room, closing the door and locking it. Duo took a seat on the couch, Heero in his desk chair. Just then, Daniel's face appeared on his laptop.
"To the park?" he asked again as if they hadn't been interrupted. He and Heero had always been interrupted in the past. They had gotten used to it.
"No." Heero replied. "I'm staying home tonight."
"Oh, ok. Hey, you know there is a compition tomorrow, right? You know you'd win first place, AGAIN!" Daniel smiled. "You coming?"
Heero was about to say "probably" when he remembered Lady Une wanting to talk to him.
"Hold on, let me check." he said and closed the window. Looking over at Duo, he beckoned for him to come. Duo jumped up and ran over to the laptop. "Call Lady Une. Ask her if I'm busy tomorrow." Duo tapped a few buttons on the laptop and Lady Une's face popped up.
"Hey!" he said, over excitedly. "I haven't seen you in forever! How have you been?" he joked.
"Funny." Lady Une replied. "You can put him on. It's clear." Duo moved away as Heero took his place. "You rang?" she joked.
"Am I busy tomorrow?" he asked. The smile disappeared from her face.
"Yes. I'm afraid you are busy. I'm sorry. I know about the compition tomorrow." she said sadly.
"No sweat....if it's clear, I'm gunna come see what you wanted to talk about." he replied.
"Yeah, its clear." she said and the screen went blank. Heero quickly popped Daniel back up.
"No can do. I'm busy tomorrow." he said.
"Damn! That would have been awesome to see you take home a trophie!" he replied.
"Yeah. Wicked." Heero said, sounding bored. "Talk to you later."
"Bye!" and the screen again went blank. Heero closed the laptop and turned to Duo.
"Stay here." he said and headed for the door. He heard Duo shift around and turned to look. He had slouched down in the couch, his arms crossed with a pouty look on his face. Heero rolled his eyes and turned back to the door. He opened the door a crack and knocked to receive a "Come in" in response. He walked in and closed the door behind him, making sure it was all the way closed. His office was sound proof. You couldn't hear anything that was happening in Lady Une's office if you were in there with the door closed, and vice versa.
Lady Une was sitting at her desk, reading something on her laptop. She looked up at Heero as he walked in. He automatically walked over to the door and locked it. He could feel her watching him as he took a seat in front of the desk and looked at her. She watched him for a moment, then took a deep sigh.
"Heero...I've got another mission for you." she started. Heero nodded. She spun around her laptop for him to see. On it, there was a picture of a man. He was an older man, but not too old. He had a rugged face and mustache with little grey hairs poking out. His hair was slicked down with way too much gel and his bright blue eyes stood out against his tan skin.
"This is Roger Woefeild. Age 45. He was a commander in OZ for a while and branched off before the war ended. OZ lost a lot of mobile suits because of him. Not because he wrecked them, but because he stole them. He has a secret base somewhere on Mars and is planning to strike all too soon. This isn't like a mission you have done before. He has heard about you. You have a new nickname, by the way. They call you The Destroyer now, seeing as how you always destroy their plans. Woefeild has heard about you and is expecting you. He's got his defensive up. You will have to be extra careful. I want to hear from you every chance you get. No exceptions! And when........if........if you get hurt, I want you to tell me immediately."
Heero nodded. This was serious.
"Woefeild is located on Mars at the moment. All the info you need is on your laptop at home. Listen Heero. He knows your coming. He's expecting you. He wants you to come. You have to be careful. Very careful. If he has his way, you won't leave the mission alive. I don't want to see you dead, Heero. Promise me you'll take extra precaution."
"I promise." he replied. "Why don't you just say it?" he asked. Lady Une looked at him apprehensively.
"Say what?" she asked, as though she feared what he was going to say.
"I will probably die on this mission. I can hear it in your voice. To kill him, I must die in the process." he replied, not taking his eyes off her. Lady Une's gaze fell to the desk.
"Don't die, Heero." she whispered. Heero took a deep breath and stood.
"Mission Accepted." he voiced before turning and walking out the door. Lady Une didn't look at him.
He walked into his office and straight across to the other door, ignoring Duo's complaints on how he never gets to know anything. He walked straight through the door and down the hall, hearing Duo jump up after him. Racing down the steps, he tore out the door and through the tall grass. Duo followed him into the garage as he got into his car and started it. Duo hopped in the front seat without a word and Heero pulled off. He hadn't even got into a good thought when Duo started to speak.
"What was that all about?" he asked. "You got a mission to go on? Tell me. I'll come. I can help."
"There's no mission." Heero lied.
"Then what was it?" Duo pressed.
"Personal." was all he said as the car stopped. Duo looked around. They were at his house. Already! Duo wondered to himself how fast they had been going to get home this fast.
"Hey, wanna stay for dinner?" he asked, in hopes of getting something else out of the Perfect Soldier.
"That's alright. I'm busy tonight. Thanks anyway." he said, not looking at him.
"Fine." he said in defeat and opened the car door. "Oh yeah!" he closed it again. "You never did tell me how you got the money for this Viper!" Duo thought he saw a hint of a smile on Heero's lips. He put the car in park and turned to Duo. *He knew everything else. He might as well know this too. Beside, this might be the last time I see him.*
"Think about it, Duo." he started. "Everyone who has had some brilliant plan to start another war has had to have money, right?" Duo looked confused. "What I do is take their money. When I destroy all their mobile dolls and suits, I take their money as well. Then they have no money to start over. Most of them have spent their whole lives saving that money. There is no way they can start saving all over and have enough life in them to try their whole war plan again. I totally ruin their plans by taking their money as well.
"I was most willing to donate the money to the Preventers, but Lady Une told me to keep any money I get. I didn't wanna leave all that money lying around in a bank or something. So I started buying real expensive stuff, like the house, the car. But I started to run out of things to spend money on."
"You could have gave it to me! God knows I could use some money!" Duo interupted. Heero smiled to himself. *Duo's gunna love this.*
"Well, ya see. That's what I thought too." he said. The car was silent for a moment.
"Say what?"
"Duo, right now in the bank is 100 Billion dollars in your name." Heero said, turning to look at his best friend. Duo's mouth dropped. "Now how about you go get Hilde a nice wedding ring? Not the crappy one you bought her last week." Duo's mouth moved but no words came out. He was totally speechless. Heero, again, looked straight ahead.
"Trowa has about 50 Billion in his name and Wufie has about 70 Billion in his name. Quatra already has money, so I didn't bother getting him any more. He's got something else in his name I think he'll like, though. And Relena's got something she'll like in her name too. At least, I hope she'll like it. You have the most money because you esharing it with Hilde. Oh, and here." Heero popped open the glove compartment and took out a key, giving it to Duo. "This is for Hilde. Tell her it's not the house, its what's inside. Trust me, you don't want the house. You can have it if you wanna use if for storage or something. But thats about all its good for. And do me a favor. Tomorrow, tell everyone what I just told you. Not all of it. Just tell them to look in the vault under their name. A little gift from me." he finished. Heero turned back and looked at Duo. The braided man looked like he was about to cry. And with good reason.
*I know how he's been living. Barely scrapping by. He's too damn proud to ask anyone for help. He doesn't realize I've helped him out a bit. Found a little extra money in his bank account. Found all his bills paid. But I won't tell him all that. He doesn't need to know.*
"So what are you doing? Get out." Heero said. He couldn't stand looking in Duo's eyes anymore. After a pause, Duo leapt over the seat and threw his arms around his best friend. Heero subconsciously stiffened.
"Thank you so much, man! You really don't know how much this helps me...and means to me." He said, pulling away. He got out of the car with a huge smile on his face and ran around to Heero's side. Heero opened the window for him to speak.
"Heero, you gotta come to dinner tomorrow! Please!" he pleaded. Heero thought a moment, and then nodded. He couldn't say no, even if he wasn't going to be here anymore. "Thanks man!" He cried. "I'll see you tomorrow!" And with that, he skipped off into the house, calling Hilde's name.
Heero smiled a soft, sad smile as he pulled off. He was gunna miss Duo. Even if he was one crazy bastard. As Heero arrived home, he pulled his car into the garage and locked it. Unlocking the door with his keys, he entered the house and threw them on the coffee table. Looking around, he walked into the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator, he took out a beer and popped the cap. Taking a sip, he walked back into the living room. He took a deep breath and sat at his laptop, placing his beside on the table. Hitting a few buttons, he brought up Roger Woefield. He studied the information, learning the location of Woefield's base and a blue print of it. He studied the blue print until his eyes began to play tricks on him and continued until he had the whole place down by heart.
He sighed as he decided he needed a break. Standing up, he grabbed his beer and walked outside. Sitting on the full porch was a skate board. Heero picked it up and turned to the huge half pike he had built himself. Before climbing it, he turned to his stereo and hit play, setting his beer on top. Then he made his way to the pike. As he started climbing to the top, Limp Bizkit came on the stereo. He looked around and could see the top of his two story estate and almost see clear over it. He looked down as "Break Stuff" began playing.
Its just one of those days when you don't wanna wake up. Everything is fucked. Everybody sux. You don't really know why but want justify rippin' someone's head off. No human contact and if you interact your life is on contract. Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker. It's just one of those days!!
He tipped off the pike, skating across to the otherside and coming back. He needed to build up speed if he was gunna have any fun at all. He shifted, bringing his board around to the other direction and crouched as he prepared to go in the air.
Its all about the he says she says bullshit. I think you better quit lettin' shit slip Or you'll be leavin with a fat lip. Its all about the he says she says bullshit. I think you better quit talkin that shit.
As he felt himself lift into the air, he twisted, doing a 360 ollie- to-backside boardslide. Sliding back down the ramp and then again back up, he threw himself into the air to perform a frontslide stale fish 540. He landed back on the pike and began sliding back up as the music rang in his ears.
Its just one of those days feelin' like a freight train. First one to complain leaves with a blood stain. Damn right I'm a maniac. You better watch your back cuz I'm fuckin' up your program. And if your stuck up you just lucked up. Next in line to get fucked up. Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker. Its just one of those days!!
The wind rushed in his hair as he performed a healflip varial lien, landing gracefully back on the pike. He loved it.
Its all about the he says she says bullshit. I think you better quit lettin' shit slip Or you'll be leavin with a fat lip. Its all about the he says she says bullshit. I think you better quit talkin that shit. (Punk, so come and get it)
As he spun back into the air, doing a 540 board varial, something caught his eye, but vanished as the pike replaced it in his eyesight. He dismissed it when he saw nothing, riding into the air to perform a cab-to- tail.
I feel like shit. My suggestion is to keep your distance Cuz right now im dangerous. We've all felt like shit and been treated like shit. All those motherfuckers that want to step up I hope you know I pack a chain saw. Ill skin your ass raw. And if my day keeps goin' this way I just might break somethin' tonight... I pack a chain saw. I'll skin your ass raw. And if my day keeps goin' this way I just might break somethin' tonight... I pack a chain saw. I'll skin your ass raw. And if my day keeps goin' this way I just might Break your fuckin' face tonight!!
He glided down the pike, letting the wind rush through his air and pick his jacket up off his back to fly in the other direction. He grabbed his board, performing a backslide heelflip varial.
give me somethin' to break. give me somethin' to break. just give me somethin' to break. How bout your fuckin' face. I hope you know I pack a chain saw, what!! a chain saw, what!! a motherfuckin chain saw, what!! so come and get it
As he lifted off the pike into the air, he shifted his body, turning a complete two and a half times in the air. As he landed, he smiled to himself. *Gotta love that 900.* Then, he saw it again. Standing beside his house, leaning against it, was Duo, watching him in amazement. Heero flew in the air and spun twice, taking the board out from under him to land on the platform. He gazed down at Duo who looked back up, shocked. Heero jumped off the platform and landed nicely on the ground. He walked over, not to Duo, but to the stereo.
Its all about the he says she says bullshit. I think you better quit lettin' shit slip Or you'll be leavin with a fat lip. Its all about the he says she says bullshit. I think you better quit talkin that shit. (Punk, so come and get it)
Heero turned off the stereo as the song ended and turned to Duo. Duo's mouth was open but he said nothing. He just looked at Heero as though seeing him in a different light.
"What do you want?" Heero said, holding his board at his side.
"That was awesome! How did you learn to do that?" he asked, amazed.
"I taught myself. What do you want?" he repeated, a bit agitated.
"Oh yeah! I just came back to get my car. I left it here, remember?" Heero sighed as he remembered the green mustang sitting outside. He grabbed his beer and headed inside, throwing an "Ok, Bye." over his shoulder.
"Wait!" Duo called and ran in the house after him. Heero rolled his eyes and took a sip of his beer, placing his board beside the door. "Those were all Tony Hawk moves, weren't they? That was the 900, wasn't it! Dude!" he said.
"Yes, that was the 900. Goodbye Duo." he said, making his way down that hall toward his office. Duo followed. Heero took his seat infont of his laptop and watched as Duo walked in the room.
"That was what Daniel was talking about, wasn't it?" he asked. Heero nodded and started typing on his laptop. "No wonder he said you would win that compitition tomorrow! Why can't you go?" Heero paused.
"Lady Une doesn't want me too." he said after a second.
"Oh. The whole 'pretending to be dead' thing?" he asked, understanding. Heero took an inward sigh of relief.
"Yeah." he said and continued typing. Actually, Lady Une would have loved for him to go the compitition if he didn't have this mission. She always said he needed to get out more. She would have encouraged him to go.
"So we're still on for tomorrow night, right? I mean, you're still coming, right?" Duo asked. Heero felt a pang of guilt at not being able to go.
"Yeah, I'll be there" he lied.
"Great! I'll see you tomorrow, bud!" Duo cheered and left the room. Heero stopped typing and sat there for a minute. He listened as Duo made his way through the house and out the door. After a second, he heard Duo start his mustang and pull away. He sat back in his chair with a deep sigh.
*I hate lying to him, but what am I supposed to say. I would love to go to his house for dinner. I know Hilde is an excellent cook. Her brownies are wicked awesome. Lady Une let me have one. And I would love to catch up with Duo. Even though I might be the one catching him up. I know more about all the others than he does. Damn mission. I'll probably never see any of them again. I will not die on this mission!* he thought as he got up and made his way upstairs to his room.
He couldn't fall asleep though. His thoughts about all that had happened that day were keeping him awake. *I will not die on this mission* was his last thought as he finally drifted off to sleep.
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Ok, so thats the end of this chapter....whacha think? The song is not mine.....thank you Limp Bizkit for writing the song I used. I think it fit nicely!
And the moves Heero did were all Tony Hawks. He is so wicked awesome! If I said a move and you don't know what it looks like, you can go to www.tonyhawk.com and click on Trick History. Here are the names and the years again.
900 - 1999 360 ollie-to-backside boardslid - 2000 frontside stale fish 540 - 2000 healflip varial lien - 1992 540 board varial - 1994 cab-to-tail - 1994 backside heelflip varial - 1993
Ok... so theres the moves and years they were invented by the great Tony Hawk! The Bird-man! *sighs* any-who-key. The next chapter is coming!